All Chapters of In Love With My Evil Stepbrother: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80
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Chapter 71: Midnight Date
I’ve imagined a million times what it would be like when we meet again. Maybe at our family gathering, maybe at a friend’s party, or maybe even at my wedding in the future.But I’ve never thought about this, with him sitting there with his beautiful new girlfriend, and me standing there all embarrassed like a clown.This can’t be any worse.But unlike me, he doesn’t seem surprised at all. He simply looks at me calmly, as if we just saw each other this morning.“Babe,” his girlfriend pouts. “This is the stupid waitress I was talking about. She ruined the outfit you got me and—”He cuts her off, “Natalia.”He isn’t pretending that he doesn’t know me, as I thought he would be.But he used to call me “Nat” and not “Natalia.”Then he stands up from his seat and leans forward, giving me a gentle hug. I can smell his scent, the familiar scent of mint and woods, but this hug feels very strange. His hug used to be full of passion and energy, but now it’s polite and aloof.“It’s been a long tim
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Chapter 72: Whatever It Takes
I crouch down there frozen, staring at him. “I said midnight. And you just waited me till midnight?” my voice is filled with shock. “Yes,” he nods. “But why?” I ask, perplexed. I can’t think of one reason that would make him wait in the weather like this for 2-3 hours. Is he just trying to be nice? Or does he still have feelings for—no, impossible. I immediately laugh at that fleeting thought. And then I hear his answer, “I said I want to have dinner with you. You clearly haven’t eaten anything. Come, let’s go.” He rises and gestures me to follow. Before I realize, I’m already walking with him side by side under his umbrella. The chilly wind hits me, and I shiver. The next second, a scarf that still carries his warmth lands on my neck. “It’s cold during the night, isn’t it?” he says casually and looks straight ahead, paying no attention to the astonished look on my face. “Don’t forget to check the weather next time.” I touch the scarf, which smells so much like him. It’s irres
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Chapter 73: Homeless
I almost stutter, “M—Mr. Johnson, what are you doing here?”He picks up his baseball bats and points it at me, “What does it seem like? I’m here to move you out of my house! Hurry up! Don’t make me force you.”I take a step back, staring at his baseball bat warily. Mr. Johnson is a little hot-tempered, yes, but I didn’t think of him as someone who would beat the shit out of his tenants just because they missed one payment.“What are you doing with that bat?” I ask carefully keeping my safe distance with him. “There’s no need for that. I—I can call the police!”He rolls his eyes at me, “Cut the crap little girl. I don’t hit woman, but if you keep mooching off me, I might lose my temper. So get moving, now!”“Please, Mr. Johnson. Just one more chance. I promise you I’ll get the rent ready by the end of this month. Something happened at work, and I didn’t—”“NO!!” he roars, covering his eyes with his hands. “No excuses! You said the same thing last month and you still came back empty-han
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Chapter 74: Under the Same Roof
I let him take me home eventually. I know this is a terrible idea and the wise thing to do is go find a place on my own and stay as far from him as possible. But so many ups and downs in one night, my head has already stopped functioning. So I go for the easy option. Not surprisingly, he lives in the fanciest place in the Upper East side. His apartment is huge and well-decorated, just like the one he had in Boston. I carefully step into the foyer, feeling both awkward and nervous. I glance around the spacious living room and notice no sign of trances of a woman. So he and his girlfriend don’t live together. “Why are you still standing there?” he turns around and smiles at me. “Come on in.” I slowly make my way into the open kitchen, staring at him as he opens the fridge and gets me a bottle of water, and asks, “Are you sure your girlfriend won’t mind?” He shrugs, “Why should she mind?” “Because if my boyfriend brought a someone home without asking me first, I would be pretty an
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Chapter 75: Engaged
“I was worried about you,” he frowns and says. “You gave me a new address without telling me why you moved, and you rarely answered my calls for the past few days, so I came down here to check on you. Are you OK? Whose house is this?” I wasn’t intentionally ignoring his calls. I was so busy for the past whole week that I didn’t even have the time to check my phone. As I try to stammer an excuse, a flicker of doubt appears in his eyes. I know what he is thinking: this is a fancy apartment located in upper east side, somewhere I apparently can’t afford. “Are you…” he slowly begins, “…dating someone?” “No!” I quickly begin. I can’t have him know that I’m living with Eason right now. He won’t understand. Plus, this is only a temporary arrangement anyway, so there’s no need for him to know and I can spare his worries. “My lease expired so I’m staying with a friend before I get a new apartment,” I say, and it is partly the truth. “Oh,” he nods, slightly relieved. “Aren’t you going to
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Chapter 76: His Mysterious Fiancé
Liam eventually left, even though he still found Eason hard to trust. Before he left, he repeated several times that I should let him know the moment I notice something is wrong with Eason and he’ll fly to New York personally to help me move out of this apartment. I didn’t really pay attention to every word Liam said, because my full heart is hang up by the news Eason just told us. …He is engaged, and about to get married? To whom? And when? A million questions are whizzing inside of me while I follow Eason upstairs. Stepping inside of the apartment, I notice that the dinner I left for him is still on the table, untouched. Eason takes off his coat and throws it on the coach. He turns back to me, green eyes glaring with a hint of anger, and snaps: “Why did you lie to me?” I was about to ask him about the engagement thing, but he beats me on this and asks first, catching me off guard. “W—what lie?” “You said you couldn’t have dinner with me because came up at school, which clearl
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Chapter 77: Who can it be?
Mom is thrilled that I’m finally back. Upon seeing me, she pulled me into her arms for a big hug and didn’t let go for one minute. She asked me a lot of questions about my life in Miami and New York, and of course she didn’t miss out the chance to interrogate me about the reason I left Boston three years ago.“I had always been thinking that after you graduate high school, you could continue studying here. There are lots of great college in Boston and you could pick the one you like…”I sigh, “Mom, I’ve told you before. I can’t afford a fancy elite college.”Seeing she opens her mouth in disapproval, I quickly add to that, “—And don’t say that Mr. Ramirez is willing to help me! I’m not taking any more of his money.”She pouts.“Fine…but I still don’t understand why you needed to leave in such a hurry! You didn’t even tell me and just got on a flight and left. Do you know what kind of damage it did to me? I kept thinking that I didn’t something wrong—”“Just let it go mom. It was three
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Chapter 78: Happy Rotting In Hell
The rest of the time is a blur. I vaguely heard that Katherine made a short speech about herself but I couldn’t understand a single word that she said. My mind seemed to be shut down all of a sudden. Katherine, my best friend in Boston, the girl I’ve known for almost 4 years, is Eason’s mysterious fiancé?!!! But how is the even possible? So when did this thing settle? Ms. Griswold talked about finding Eason a marriage partner three years ago, so did Katherine already know that she was going to marry Eason back then? Why didn’t she say anything to me? Even if it just became serious recently, she still had plenty of chances to tell me today! Why the fuck did she keep her mouth shut?!! I look up numbly, trying to find Eason in the crowd and see his reaction toward this. But he is not standing by the piano anymore. He’s nowhere to be found now. The buzzing conversation around me becomes louder again as I finally realize that Mr. Ramirez’s opening speech is over. A few people approac
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Chapter 79: Wicked Old Crone
“Why was she removed from our store again?” the other saleslady asks on time. The same question I am wondering.“She ordered several pieces of fancy jewelries but can’t make the final payment. The manger offers to resell those jewelries on her behalf, yet she didn’t like that option either. She kept telling us to show her some respect because her family is very respected in town.”“Is it?”“Well, yes, a few years ago. But the Booth family is going downhill and is facing financial crisis right now. Oh her poor fiancé. If he marries her, he’ll face so many troubles, like money wise.”“Her fiancé is so hot. I think he can do so much better…”And then they leave the lady’s room together.I stand still in my little stall, taking a time to process what I just heard.So Katherine is only marrying Eason for his money? Does he know about this? Does Mr. Ramirez and Ms. Griswold know??I bet Eason doesn’t know. He didn’t even bother to get to know Katherine, let along her family. But one thing f
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Chapter 80: Christmas Gift
“Come in,” Ms. Griswold steps aside and lets me into her presidential suite.The room is enormously large. While I’m still carefully studying the layout of the room, Ms. Griswold already walked past me to the liquor cabinet and poured herself a scotch.“So,” she takes her seat and crosses her legs, “Why do you need to see me?”Her eyes are full of distant. She doesn’t even hate me. She just thinks that I’m a dirt that doesn’t deserve her time and attention.“Well?” she urges me. “Hurry. I don’t have all day.”So I speak, straightforwardly, “Call off their marriage now.”She pauses for a short moment, and then burst into a booming laughter. She laughs so hard that her scotch spilled out.“Oh dear, oh dear,” she shakes her head still laughing. “Are you coming here to beg me? If you are, at least give me the proper attitude, like crying, pleading, dropping to your knees?”“I’m not here to beg you,” my jaw tenses.Yet she carries on as if she didn’t hear me, “Your mom was really good at i
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